Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam, / His first, best country ever is at home.
Life at the greatest and best is but a forward child, that must be humored and coaxed a little till it falls asleep, and then all the care is over.
For him light labor spread her wholesome store, Just gave what life required, but gave no more: His best companions, innocence and health; And his best riches, ignorance of wealth